Adapt To Changes (Book 2)

Chapter 45: Remembering.

"I want to look back on everything." He says. "Everything leading up to this moment." He looks down at me.

"Okay. Let's do it." I say. He chuckles softly.

"I remember the day I knew I wanted to adopt you. I saw your picture, you were everything I needed." He paused. "So I called the agency and they thought I was absolutely insane." He chuckles. "They didn't trust my past. It took a lot of talking and writing and stress to finally get them to sign the papers." He paused and I lay my head on his shoulder.

"I remember making a friend of mine to pick you up. I just happened to be at the studio the day you arrived." He runs his hand through my hair. "I walked into the music room and there you were, playing my favorite guitar and singing My Chemical Romance." He laughs and smiles up at the sky. "You should of seen your face." I smile and start laughing too. I was really scared to meet him.

"I remember signing you up for school, I remember watching you walk into school on your first day. That was the first time I really felt like a father." He says, still playing with my hair. "I remember taking you to the practice space and the guys freaking out. I remember that drawing you drew of me. I still have it." He smiles. "Remember when I told you about the tour and how you were going to go on it with us?" I nod. "How did you feel?" I think back for a moment.

"I don't know. I remember being really nervous but also super excited for it." I reply. He smiles and looks up at the stars which were starting to appear.

"I remember your face when you first got on the bus. It was priceless." He chuckles again. "You chose the bunk across from mine. You used to always claim the back lounge as yours and you and Dallon would make blanket forts." He laughs.

"The moment I saw your picture, I knew you were musical. I mean, the ukulele kinda gave it away." He says. "One day I sat all the guys down and talked them into letting you join the band." He moves his hand to my shoulder, rubbing it with his thumb.

"I remember when we bought your guitar and how proud you were of it. I were always afraid to put it in the trailer." He says with a laugh. It's true, I always thought that the trailer was going to come off the back and get lost. I always kept my guitar in the back lounge which probably annoyed the hell out of the guys.

"After that tour, you went back to school and decided that you wanted to do the talent show. I remember bow you made Charlie learn the song on the plane ride here. I remember how I made you guys stay up until four in the morning just so we could get the song just right." I giggle at the memory. 

"I freaked out when you guys walked on stage. I was like 'that's my daughter!'" He says. I giggle and watch the stars appear. "When you guys won second place, I almost screamed." He says with a chuckle.

"I remember starting to record the new album. You were so excited about it and I loved to see you like that." He smiles. "Then, Angie came along and I saw a total change in your mood. I never knew that she was being mean to you." His smile fades. "Now that I'm looking back at it, I should of believed you." Hell yeah you should of.

"I remember when you got the letter from Alternative Press. You were so excited and happy. I knew you were going to win it." He smiled again.

"I remember how weirded you would act right before I would leave to go out with Angie." He starts. "You would always rush me out the door. So you could get Ryan over right?" He asks and I nod. He chuckles and plays with the ends of my hair.

"I remember finding that box of money on your bed and getting so mad. I literally thought you were dealing drugs or some shit like that. I remember how you looked when you found me in your room. You looked so scared, I didn't try to scare you."

"I remember Sarah offering to watch you." He smirks. "I should of know she was just going to let you go out." He rests his head on mine.

"I remember when you dumped that paint on Angie. Pure anger, that's what I felt. Pure anger. I was so mad. I said something to you no kid should ever hear and I felt so bad." He takes my hand in his and runs his finder tips along my palm. "I'm so sorry about that." He says. I nod and lay my head on his chest.

"It's fine." I say quietly. He continueds.

"That same night, Sarah came to our door crying. She had no place to stay. After you went to bed, we sat down and talked. We," he paused. "Kissed." I laugh.

"Mmhm, only kissed. That explains why I have a baby sister on the way." I say. He chuckles and smiles.

"Shut up, we're having a father daughter moment." He says, poking me with my own hand. I giggle and watch as he smiles.

"Moving on, I remember getting on the tour bus and heading to the APMAs. You were freaking out the whole ride. You braided my hair and did the same with Dallons." He says, putting his hand up to mine. His was way bigger. "When we got to rehearsals. You met that Tony Perry guy and a few other musicians." He smiles at our hands.

"I remember performing. Kenny made you play the solo in Bohemian Rhapsody and you totally killed it. I remember you running back to the green room and changing quickly into your dress, praying that you won the award." He paused and smiled. "And I remember you winning that award. I was so proud, I still am." He intertwined our hands.

"I remember the spring tour. In the back lounge Sarah told me she was pregnant and," he paused, not knowing what to say. "And I was just happy. I didn't know how to feel, I was just so happy." He smiles. "We planned to tell you on the last show. But then I had a realization, I realized I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. So I bought a ring and planned to propose to her the same show." He smiles.

"That show was terrifying." He confesses. "In the end, I guess it all worked out. She said yes and you took the news very well." He looks at our hands.

"And that brings us to where we are now." He says. "Almost a year from when I adopted you." He sighs. "God, it feels like so much longer." He says.

"Syd, I've learned so much from you in the past year. You've taught me that there is a light at the end of the tunnel and not everyone should be trusted." He says. "You've changed my life so much. No matter what life is going to throw at us in the next year, just know that you'll always be my sunshine. I love you with all my heart and soul, don't you ever forget that Sydney." He says, looking me in the eyes. "To make sure you'll never forget it, I got you something." He reaches into his leather jacket and pulls out a little box. He opens it and in sat a small ring. I let out a small gasp. He takes the small plain gold band and slips it on my pinky.

"If you're ever far away from me and miss me," He holds up his pinky to show another ring on his. His had a flat circle with a logo on it though. "Just know, we're in a way still together." He says with a smile.

"Thank you," I pause. "Dad." I add. I'm comfortable with that word now. His face lights up and he pulls me into a hug.

"I love you so much and I'll never loose you." He says into my hair. I lay my head on his chest.

"Can you sing me a song?" I ask quietly. The sky was now dark and starry despite the city lights.

"Of course." He says. He clears his throughly and presses my head more on his chest.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey." He sang softly in my ear. I feel my eyelids grow heavy.

"You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away." He sang, trailing off the ending while I faded into sleep.

(A/N GUYS THE LAST CHAPTER WILL BE POSTED ON FRIDAY. AGH IM GOING TO CRY. I have put soooo much into this story. I've spend hours and hours writing in and I can't believe it's almost over.)